I hope your friend finds peaceKnows it wasn't all his faultI hope his eyes lose the haunted shocked expressionI really wish he can drive again

I hope he can continue working- he looked like one of those peopleyou know those ones?working hard to make it out of drudgery?

I hope he makes it through thisAnd I really really wish you guys hadn't had a fight before this

Find peaceGo safeGo softly

Your death was suddenRipped out of this earthLike you were never meant to existThat was meant to be me

I hope it didn't hurt too much

And those bastards that did this to you?I hope they didn't mean itI wish they hadn't been high before this

Your death shouldn't be meaninglessAnd althoughYou might be simply another obituary in tomorrow's newspaper

This poem will say

"I saw you.I prayed for you.I greeted you.I witnessed your existence.You meant somethingJust as your death did.I wish you peace and that you goSafely, soundlyWishing you that your loved onesRemember you with loveAnd maybe some heartbreakBut they find strength.Tonight,Is a wYou"

Sleep. Sleep child,til' the light overpowers the darkness inside,where I secretly cried.I secretly tried, but no one would guess,and I never put my cards face up.It's only ketchup.Used to patch up,the cut and scratch ups,caused by the dullof my pencil,and my soul.I fell,but I dragged myself up again,back into my daily skin,and I'm that burden.That one whose not fully there, told by everyone, "you just don't care",with a random shudder scare.The words I despise you all think,even the shrink,and it drowns me to the sink.I'm that disaster,everyone's after,maniacal laughter."Am I losing my mind?""Is this mind really mine?""Would dying be fine?"I'm not so refined :)I can see the things in perfect imagery,things I don't want to see,always worried everyone hates me.I can't see,I'm not me,I'm not even a somebody.Maybe inside is some other ghost,I'm the host,at my death let's just have a toast.Til' death do we part, take it as a new start,buy the roses to my grave from walmart.I didn't think I mattered anyways,sleeping through these pass-me-by days,my mind playing simon says.I always secretly try,but I am still I,and now simon says ".....goodbye."